Tears.
Cuts.
Scratches.
Stinging.
Aching.
Sobbing.
Heaving.
Tight Chest.
Sinking Feelings.
Choking.
Drowning.
Breaking.
Breaking.
D y i n g . . .
L E T. M E. D I E.
Die...
Death...
Peace...
Rest...
No more w o r r i e s
No more p a i n
No more...
let me go.
Why should I stay? What do I offer the world...
No one loves me and wants to hold me forever and tell me I'll be okay. That I'm beautiful because of my flaws. That I make an impact. That I matter.
But I don't.
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My Silent Melodies ➵ [ my life 2015-16 ]
RandomThis is an online diary encompassing my "Tainted Love" era. (i.e the time between January 28, 2015 to January 6, 2016) Most of the chapters are composed of the depressing things I experienced, times when I was angry, happy, ranting, random things fr...